Final Curtain
Author: Mysterious Phantom Shyraz
Disclaimer: Characters of HP belongs to the rightful copyright owners. Plot belongs to me.
A/N: story is from a first person POV.
Prologue
The night just fell as I just return to my cozy studio apartment from an afternoon of tutoring in the neighbourhood. Who would have thought Latin would be so popular amongst kids now. I'd have thought that those non-magical background would have cared less for such an old language.
I opened the door of the apartment to reveal that everything was as I've left it before I left for my morning classes; Hedwig is out to hunt, the dishes is in the sink and papers in a heap on the study desk. It is times like these that I realised how much I loved the wizarding world. Heading over to the bar counter separating the kitchen area from the lounge, I decided to pour myself a drink. But I remembered I still have a night job, after all, tutoring kids in Latin does not wield much income for a 17 year old, even with the vast amounts my parents left in Gringots. I have decided, long before the incident that happened in Hogwarts, to have a separate account in both the wizarding world and the muggle world. Who would have known that this decision helped me to further so much in my hasty plan.
Stepping outside to the balcony, overlooking the neighbourhood, I contemplate on many-a-things on both the past and the suspected future. Thing beyond reach have happened during these one and a half years after Hogwarts. Though my education in the wizarding world had not been finished, I decided to take on a muggle education as well. Just in case something else should have happened.
The night, though silent, looked foreboding. As though something should happen. The sky in pitch black with only the lights from people's houses, as well as a few lamp posts, to light the way for drunkards and other night-crawlers. And, as though sensing my un-ease, my ever-faithful friend, ally, familiar, pet and whatever else she can be called, comes back. Like a beacon in pure darkness, her white feather lit a path hope for the future that I'm about to create.